______come, doll child, we shall walk by the river
our book-end thoughts forgot in current-flow
courage, doll child, it's only a day-dusk
the leaves shall yet crumble and crush and crack
be still, small child, for my back shall be strong
we shall crawl on ahead to the morning sun
to pray, my child, oh pray to the gods
who terrify us with their horror and love
come near, sweet child. we've not long to live here
waiting for we know not what waits for us
Darkness, doll child, is a delicate friend
and who's to say, who's to say! this brave night
is not yet the end. this river flows long
doll gods and fallen leaves a song within.
November '09
September '09
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